Monday, June 26
first day of 2nd semester. - Monday, June 26, 2006
okay, i blogged abt my entire sch day at the besties' blog.A VERY LONG ONE, but it's for memories' sake.
I didn't really let what i'm unhappy abt affect the rest of my day( pokka's green tea must have really helped) but nevertheless, here's one thing : i really miss low. =( she was my insipration. & now tt she's gone, don't expect me to look up to that jerk. seriously, i've begun to rebel agn him & slowly everyone else will too. Readers might think i have the attitude prob anw. But hey, you didn't see how he was like during our art camp & now.
Art camp( ms low was there) : so nice, gentleman-like, tho a bit of a dork. The usual helpful & interested art teacher that u'd get. Would walk ard & look out for who needs help. WE ALL TOT THAT WE'D GET ADJUSTED TO HIM IN TIME.
Now? : He doesn't bother. TOTAL OPPOSITE. He just sits at the computer most of the time, waiting for us to call him. You think anyone will? I know one of us did, & he told us to wait our turn in a very stern manner. When Ms Low was ard, we'd call & he's briskwalk to us seeming so eager to help.
Well, both parties aint gonna benefit from such behaviour. But we're not gg to budge either.
I've been recalling a heck load of childhood memories. It's so wierd now, bcos everything's starting to fall in place. But i just can't be too sure.
So hey look, it's been a long day. & i'm really tired. So spare me, don't sweet talk ur way thru or try 2 crack a joke when it's not gonna make me LOL. other days, i'd be polite & interact with you. So unless u're really close to me, or u've always been a nice person, I suggest you don't risk talking to me.
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But this i know is just not due to the stress. I personally hate it when GUYS (xcept daddy, Glen & Aaron) call me beloved,dear,darling n say ily when they aren't my bf. Just find it so WRONG. A guy might be joking when he says it & i might just be too serious for my own good, but pls! SPARE ME THE TORMENT!
-kel